You and I

                                   
(artist's name not able to read)

You breathe into my soul

giving life giving light

your gifts of word

bless my days

and 

torture my nights

each letter each word

touch my heart

caress my skin

they wet my mind

call my soul

you into me as I into you

like waves and sand

caress

so

you and I

FIREBALL

Fireball

you set it a flame

her heart 

words carelessly spilled

on the face 

she wears

everywhere

anywhere

you are

always

one step ahead

or more

you win 

She came for one purpose

she stays for another

she is not trapped

she is not bound

distance is safe

not only for you 

Her heart you hold

this is true

her mind she holds

as well as her cards

yes a fool she is

a fool she'll die

again you win

or do I?

Art

Leonid Afremov

 

 

 

 

Art
written by Janette

 

Throbbing in veins

tickling the edge of skin

beat of heart

pounding

breath warm

escaping

creating my world

coloring it

with wild wonderful

colors

painting pleasure

in eyes once tired

lifting lines

of face once sad

you

are art

the blood in my veins

the tenderness of my skin

the pulse that pleasures my heart

you capture my breath

and hold it close

you are my heart

 

 



Wanting

Saatchi Art Artist - Sara Riches

 

 

Wanting

by Janette

 

 

Wanting to be
your beauty

your jewel

 your desire

Wanting to be wanted

solely by you

Waiting

Waiting

 written by Janette

 

 

Alone

out of place

so alone

in the world

waiting

knowing

you

were somewhere

in the world

a mirror

of my

emotions

The Weight

One moment it's gone

one glorious moment

you smile

you shine

you breathe

as fool's gold fooled

you have been

upon shoulders

that cannot bear

one moment

it's gone

her smile

her shine

her breath

gone

The Magician

The Magician

written by Janette

He wows

He amazes

He holds their breath

inside their chests

the illusion

the promise

the wonder

of it all

the moment

it's pulled

out from under 

your feet

you split 

into two

so where

do I

land

Not Afraid of Loving

She was afraid

Not of loving

not of being loved

but of hurting

believing

finding fate

crushes her

fates set its design

on her

her life

her heart

crushed it so

convinced her

despicable is she

cruelty meant

served with her heart

Until

You

Curvey

Your are the straight

I am the curves

Curves you Crave

you are the logical

moving forward

I am the odd

the one that can't decide

what is best to run or to wait

I am the curves

you are my iron

hot and firm

I think you sometimes

choose to keep 

the iron on low

because my curves 

excite you

entice you

amuse you

Although I am curvy

I crave you trying

to

uncurl me

The Door

The Door

She sits alone

hair falling gently

out the window she gazes

mind is miles and lifetimes away

He is there watching

from the dark

through a doorway

hoping never to be discovered

Heart needing his touch

his essence is felt 

she longs for his touch

his mind ~ his love

She waits 

hoping

the door won't stop him

Diary

Diary

Words of youth lost 

pages never written

emotions stored deep

lost within a mind

a soul afraid to be free

If I wrote the words

would they find their way

to heaven a confession

or to hell for eternity

Would they cure or obscure

when all she searched for was him

that loves her without limit

he touches all the faded gold edges

of her diary ~ her soul